“It sounds rather foolish, but it would make me happy.”
“Then that is what we will do and do not forget we have a special guard in attendance. I spoke to him this afternoon and he told me he had just come on duty and there would be another man taking over from him early tomorrow morning.”
“That sounds very grand,” Shana exclaimed.
“Then go to bed and sleep well. And just call out if you want me.”
She thanked him and walked into her own room.
When the Marquis entered his room, he was frowning. He had made light of what Shana had said about seeing the Italian.
If she was right it could mean trouble.
He took his revolver out of the dressing table drawer where Curtis had left it on his instructions and loaded it.
He hesitated and then walking across the room placed it under his pillow.
